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05-18-2014 02:28 AM

Ellimaybel

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Originally Posted by misslesleedavis1

Lately people are asking me if he is a real gsd. I smile and say "nope, hes all dye, plastic and botox"

I like this. Once when cable workers were over at the house one was going on and on about how awesome the breed is. The younger guy says "Man those are the kind the police use, they're worth thousands of dollars". This kid then proceeded to ask me how much my dog was worth. My response was, a bullet in the head of anyone who tries to mess with him. Maybe not the best response but I didn't like where the conversation was going and the other cable guy busted up laughing.

05-18-2014 01:01 AM

Huck

Our GSD never went through any crazy ear stages and have been up early on so we heard a lot of "did you have to clip his ears?"

Not only are people just ignorant and ask stupid questions but my always has request that she wants us to teach Huck (her granddog). She has no idea.... Like how she wants him to be able to find my husband, get him, and bring him to me if I were to ever get hurt. -that's the most recent request.

My Dad owned a vacation house in rural upstate New York. He made the mistake of telling his next door neighbor that we had done some Schutzhund training with our GSD. We live in Mass. and, in the summer used to go visit him once every couple of weeks. One time my wife was walking along the road with our two other dogs. The neighbor saw her and stopped her car to warn her that the people in the house she was approaching (us) owned a vicious attack trained GSD, who, if he was out, would probably try to kill her two dogs.

04-24-2014 08:19 AM

misslesleedavis1

Lately people are asking me if he is a real gsd. I smile and say "nope, hes all dye, plastic and botox"

I used to get the "is she a wolf" comment pretty regularly. I always thought it was kinda funny.

When Maddie was in a dog cart the last year of her life (on walks) I was constantly approached by strangers asking questions. Most would ask if her leg was broken or if she was hurt. She needed it due to her HD and the cart made a huge difference in her life.

We rolled by a pre-school one day and a swarm of kids ran over. They were very curious and asked a ton of questions about the cart. I patiently answered all of them while Maddie soaked up their attention. She always loved kids.

The strangest but most touching question was from a total stranger who drove by Maddie and me on our walk. She was in her prime at the time and was a real looker. This guy stops his car and leans out the window. He asked if he could pet Maddie. He looked desperate and briefly explained that he just lost his GSD. I told him that he was welcome to pet her. He climbed out of his car and got down on the ground with her, giving her a nice long pet. After about a minute he broke down crying and darted into his car--he was so choked up he couldn't talk.

I was so proud of Maddie that day. You see she was normally rather aloof to strangers (except kids) and would shrug off a pet lasting more than about 5 seconds. But somehow she knew this guy really needed some doggie attention. She held still for him and even tucked her head into him a bit. I totally understand how that guy felt and sympathize with his need. Just so glad that Maddie understood and could help him out.

This is such a great story. It reminds me of a very special time I shared with my boy Dante. We have a vacation home at the Jersey shore and during the summer vacation season Dante would meet all kinds of people. Dante was a big boy (110 lbs lean) with the patience of a saint. When people wanted to meet him, he would patiently sit to be petted or wait while we spoke. One day we had just started one of our daily walks and always passed a small amusement park. A family approached us pushing a wheelchair with their physically disabled daughter and mentioned that she loved dogs. They asked if she could pet him and, being a perfect gentleman, Dante sat right beside her wheelchair and let her pet away. The smile on that girl's face still brings tears to my eyes.

Well trained dogs can bring immeasurable joy to people and I believe GSDs have a special ability to do this. While I enjoy so many things about having GSDs in my life, times when they can bring this level of joy to someone else makes all the raising and training challenges seem insignificant.

04-24-2014 03:11 AM

Bob_McBob

"Is he a King Shepherd?"
"Is he a Shiloh Shepherd?"

04-24-2014 12:20 AM

Bob_McBob

"What kind of dog is that?"
"Is he purebred?"
"Is he part wolf?"
"Is he a wild dog?"
"He's so nice for a shepherd."

04-24-2014 12:01 AM

zoorun

"He is going to bite me!!!" - Meanwhile SHE'S sitting calmly at my side.
"Do you want to sell her?"
"Do you want to breed her?" - After me saying she was a spayed rescue dog.
"She's kind of ugly."